POlly - 8-TRACK

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VERSE 1
I didn't want to start a war
But here we are at the gun maker's door

You're killing me, I cannot breathe
You're burying me, with what you speak
You're burying me, You're burying me
You're burying me

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VERSE 2
I've been lying to myself
If you've got an 8-track then i'll fill it up
With what's in my cup
With what's on my mind
'cause I think i'm fine

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